I Have Fallan In Love Many Times...Always With You
Dear Mister,
I was thinking about the mister and remembered when I first sent him this poem.
It should be printed on the inside of his eyelids so he'll never forget it.
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me ye women if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that Rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee, give recompence.
Thy love is such I can no way repay,
The heavens reward thee manifold I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persever,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
-Anne Bradstreet
I was thinking about the mister and remembered when I first sent him this poem.
It should be printed on the inside of his eyelids so he'll never forget it.
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me ye women if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that Rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee, give recompence.
Thy love is such I can no way repay,
The heavens reward thee manifold I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persever,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
-Anne Bradstreet
yay anne bradstreet! go rad puritan women.
ReplyDeletebtw, my word verification was " bumsistr". it made me snicker.
ReplyDeleteThat is a nice one! I have had a lot of funny ones lately. I should write them down and then blog that! Haha!
ReplyDeleteOh, and only you would every put Rad and Puritan right next to each other. Too Funny! I actually took a whole class in college called Early American Lit. It was basically all Puritan writings. What I thought was going to be a dud turned into a stud of a class. I loved it!
ReplyDeletePuritan is when it comes from the sun and not fake bake right?
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, Lydia is rad.